Immediately, the leaders of the various beast clans let out their own roars. Their cries were followed by one after another from the beasts below, spreading far into the surrounding regions.
"The Tiger Clan is willing!"
"The Python Clan is willing!"
"The Eagle Clan is willing!"
The beasts roared their responses one after another. Fu Young, who was proficient in understanding the languages of all beasts, remained completely expressionless. Countless osmanthus tree roots sprang into action once more, lifting the pieces of land where the demonic beasts lived, together with their water veins. The roots kneaded and rearranged everything into a single landmass, then raised it up in front of Tushan Shanhe.
The corners of Tushan Shanhe's mouth twitched.
